Monday, January 29, 2007
A budding gourmand
Boo is not your typical toddler. While having a definite fondness for a good peanut butter and jelly sandwich, she turns her nose up at the usual toddler fair. Hot dogs? Won't touch them. Chicken nuggets? Uh uh. Grilled cheese? No way.
It was no surprise that she refused to touch the Hamburger Helper I served tonight. (Shut up. It was on sale for $1. Desperation dinner. The chicken I took out of the freezer yesterday was still half-frozen.) I gave hers to the dog. But, you know, she's right. It's disgusting. I'm giving mine to the dog, too. Last time I ever make that shit. Edited to add: TCBIM is eating mine. Philistine.
I made some butternut squash enchiladas that Red Stapler had posted on her blog. They were tasty, if a bit mushy. Boo loves them. She'll eat hummus until it comes out of her ears. Last night, she ate a huge handful of jalapeno and cheese potato chips. Her eyes were watering, but she persisted, taking huge swigs of milk to wash them down.
She likes Grape-Nuts, steel cut oatmeal with cranberries, curried lamb and couscous. She'll drink seltzer water - not flavoured, just plain old seltzer. She likes prune juice, fer Pete's sake. Prune juice!??! Blech.
I'm glad she has such an adventurous palate, but it does make it difficult to order off the kid's menu on the rare times we do take her out to eat.